Today was a simply gorgeous day. Yesterday had been such an emotionally low point for me that this morning I got out of the shed as early as possible and starting working. The wind had come through this shed with ferocity well into the night while I tried to hide under blankets, cats and dogs.
At sun-up, with beautiful weather greeting me, I decided to get as much done as possible and forget yesterday.While running errands I managed to buy another fleece lined hoodie, a grey one this time. It came in awful handy when I needed both hoodies during the bitter cold night.
Someone with construction experience contacted me so I sent all the pertinent information about the land, barn and single wide. The conversation turned to laws, legal matters, criminals and life as we know it.
But the reality is, I shouldn't be floundering around homeless trying to find the funds and help to get into a home. Dorothy McKeever had no reason to go though the horror she lived through.Robert Huckins never spent the money he stole. He has it hidden away while watching women go through veritable nightmares. The more he can hurt women, the more joy he get's from his handiwork. And the victims are powerless to stop him. Because we have the lunatics in charge of the asylum.
There has to be someone related to Robert & Sylve Huckins must have some means to reach them, if it be Michael Huckins, Dr.Kenneth Ogilvie ( Diana Huckins? Dominic Huckins? Malcolm Huckins? ) or Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins and get them to return ALL of the money they stole from us so that I can buy a home and get our lives back. I am begging anyone in this family for help.I don't believe I have EVER witnessed any none violent crime that can be as devastating as stealing someone's home. I am walking in Dorothy McKeevers footsteps, day by day, month by month, year by year.
Liam Griffin, I sat in your law office with two witnesses as you gave me your promise, your guarantee, that our money would be returned before harm came to us.
Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins you were present the day I signed contract with your son. You walked out of the kitchen with Sylve Huckins and your son introduced me to you. He told you that I was the British horse trainer he had told you about, the one he was going to build the home and barn for. Why didn't you say something? There may be a rational and reasonable explanation but I have spent over 3 years, homeless, not understanding it. I understand it even less knowing that though I was a total stranger, both Dorothy McKeever and Sally Canning you KNEW, and you knew what your son had done to them and others.
Dr. Kenneth Ogilvie, I contacted you and simply asked for a reference, not knowing that Robert Huckins was your cousin. Robert Huckins had just stolen over $30,000 from the domestic violence shelter, HEAL, yet everyone was trying to hide it. There was a history of stealing large amounts of money. $65,000 PLUS from Nancy Canning. $89,000 PLUS from Dorothy McKeever, $45,000 from Francis McKinney. The list just goes on and on and on.
Because of Robert Huckins I ended up paying $140,000 to be homeless.. sat in the cold, emotionally, physically and financially broke. In the middle of a recession, with no way to recover the stolen funds.
Today Robert Huckins has his own home...
He also has OUR home.....
He also has a lot of people's money...
And his freedom.
Women are not banks or loan institutions. Women should not be the source of a retirement fund for people who don't want to do an honest day's work for an honest day's pay. Holding women hostage while playing with the judicial system, a horrendous game of cat and mouse extending YEARS, with the victims whose very homes, families and stability are in jeopardy is cruelty, as cruel as a physical beating. It is financial and emotional RAPE. Homelessness is not justice. It is a slow, painful death.
Please, I beg with everything I have within me, please convince Robert Huckins to stop this torture and return the building fund he stole from us so we too, can have a home.
It is better to deserve honors and not have them than to have them and not deserve them. ~Mark Twain
